Zhangzhu felt like she was in a dark world where she couldn't see or hear. No matter how she walked, she didn't seem to reach the end, and no matter how she grew up and screamed, no one heard her voice. Such a scene seems to have appeared before, she died on the side of the road in the winter of that year, she also experienced such darkness and coldness, and when she woke up, she found that she had changed from Xie Ruoyi to Fu Zhangzhu, and the former Xie Ruoyi was really dead.

Is she dead again? Died in the icy north, in this enemy land. She still wants to see Chu Yuanzhen again, and tell him that she remembers his kindness, and she will repay it well in the next life, but is it too late?

In this darkness, it felt like she was being carried by something, and she was slowly moving forward. Zhangzhu's consciousness was gradually recovering, and then she opened her eyes, and it was still a vast night around her, but she was being put on the back of a donkey and was advancing. Before dawn, who would save her from the depths of this mountain? But she was really saved, she didn't die! It's good to be alive!

Zhangzhu didn't have any strength at all, she was so tired that she quickly closed her eyes again.

When Zhangzhu woke up again, she found herself lying on a clay kang with no decent furniture in sight, and she was taken to a poor peasant family.

Zhangzhu was not injured, and she woke up and got up on her own. I don't know how long she slept, but she still didn't have any strength in her body, and she felt like she was being pulled back from the brink of death, and it felt good to be alive.

As soon as Zhangzhu sat up, she saw a bow hanging on the opposite wall, and a wolf skin that had been stripped off.

As soon as Zhangzhu sat up, the door was pushed open, and there stood a little girl at the door, the little girl was wrapped in a thick cotton jacket, with a round face and slender eyes, and she looked no more than five or six years old. When she saw the palm beads sitting on the kang, she immediately ran away, shouting something in her mouth as she ran, but she didn't understand it very well.

It is now certain that she was saved by one of the Jin people's hunters. Not long after the little girl ran out, she brought in a woman with a child on her back, about one or two years old, with a red face that looked like chilblains.

Seeing that Zhangzhu had woken up, the woman first asked Zhangzhu a few words, but unfortunately Zhangzhu still couldn't understand the language of the Jin people, and the language barrier could not communicate, and then the woman gave up. Not long after, the woman asked her daughter to bring in a bowl of food for Zhangzhu. Zhangzhu thanked him, and the little girl wondered for a while at first, but then she should have guessed the meaning of Zhangzhu and grinned at Zhangzhu.

It's just an ordinary bowl of radish soup, but it's more delicious than any delicacy for a weak palm. She gulped down the radish and drank the soup, and soon the bowl was at the bottom.

After drinking the soup, she had a little strength in her body, and she went out, but she saw the woman just now carrying the child on her back and chopping wood in the shed, and some game caught under the eaves was drying, and she couldn't tell whether it was a roe deer or a muntjac, or a fox, or a wolf.

It is very inconvenient for a woman to do things on her back, and Zhangzhu thinks that she should be repaid for her favor, so she takes the initiative to help. Due to the language barrier, the two could not communicate, but it did not prevent Zhangzhu from helping.

She picks up an axe to help chop firewood, because she doesn't have much strength on her body, and it often takes a few chops to succeed in a piece of firewood.

Zhangzhu helped chop wood until the pile of wood next to her was chopped out, and her hands were full of blisters. The right hand could no longer be raised.

When it was almost dusk the man of the house returned, a thin-looking young man with a bow on his back, two hares in his hands, and a donkey in the other. Zhangzhu seems to have some impression that she was saved by this man.

Zhangzhu put down the axe in her hand, she went over to salute the big man and thanked him, the man looked at her very indifferently, and then said, "I hate Chu Manzi, you must leave my house early tomorrow morning." ”

This Orion can speak the language of Da Chu, and he speaks it more fluently than Jochi, and he doesn't have much of an accent.

"Thank you for saving me."

The man turned away, and without looking at the beads, he threw the hare to his wife, who helped with it.

That man didn't say that the words of the Jin people were very sharp, he was a citizen of Da Chu, but why did he marry a Jin wife and live in this deep mountain as a hunter? These don't say that since he is a person of Da Chu, why does he hate his compatriots and call his compatriots barbarians? Zhangzhu couldn't figure out what was good and what was bad for a while, but one thing was for sure that there were good people in the golden people, such as the woman in this family was an authentic golden person, but she was a good woman. There is no absolute good or evil in the world, and there is no birth mark of good or evil.

At dinner, the little girl brought her a bowl of turnip soup, but there were a few more pieces of meat in the soup that did not taste very good, perhaps because of the hare's meat.

Zhangzhu is not a picky eater, and after eating this bowl of soup, she fell asleep against the wall. When she woke up the next day, she had packed her things and was ready to leave. She thanked the hostess and gave her a piece of broken silver, and the hostess smiled but did not accept the money from the palm beads, but the palm beads still insisted that she accept them.

After a day's rest, I slept enough, filled my stomach, and had more strength to move forward. Zhangzhu finally crossed the mountain, and Zhangzhu walked on the road for two days in a row, encountering a lot of situations along the way, but compared to the wolves, it was a trivial matter for Zhangzhu.

At the beginning, she was taken to Lechun in a carriage, and she walked on the carriage for seven or eight days, and now she has to rely on her legs to return to Yanzhou, and I don't know how long it will take.

Originally, she thought that she would be able to find a horse along the way, or that the mule could lead the donkey to travel no matter how bad it was, but it turned out that she was thinking too much. These livestock can't be bought with money, after all, this is the territory of the Jin people, and the two ethnic groups have a life-and-death hatred between them, and it is not as convenient as Yanzhou to buy and sell nearby.

Zhangzhu persisted walking for a few days, her legs had already blistered, and when she was too tired to stand it, she found a place to sit down and rest for a while. There was also a snowfall on the way, and she also rolled down a snow-covered cliff, but fortunately her life was not in any serious trouble.

I don't know what year it is, Zhangzhu finally walked out of Le Chun with a pair of feet. On this day, she had just climbed a hill when she saw two armies fighting at the bottom of the mountain. It wasn't the first time she'd watched the battle up close, but this time it was much more powerful than the last.